One morning, I decide we WILL make it to Ian's tot class on time. Knowing I need to check Laurel into the daycare center they provide at the recreation center, I figure out exactly what time we need to leave by. Now, if I actually try to leave at that time, I will most likely be late. No, I need to come up with a time that takes into account all the things that might possibly go wrong:
- Let's start with diapers. Add 5 minutes to change one, two, maybe even three or more diapers. You're puzzled, two children and she might need to change three or more diapers? Yes, there is a history with Laurel pooping right after I just changed her.
- Next, possible clothes changes. This goes hand-in-hand with diapering. Someone just might squirt something out while the protection is off. And it might not be the kids who needs a change, it may very likely be me. Add 5 more minutes.
- An additional 2 minutes is calculated in case Laurel spits up on my shirt as we walk out the door.
- Add 10 minutes for nursing. Laurel tends to be a spur of the moment drinker.
- 5 more minutes to gather items I thought were placed on the bookshelf by the door. Ian, where did you put _____________ this time?
- 3 additional minutes for Ian to put his shoes and socks back on.
- 3 additional minutes for me to chase Ian around the house and put his shoes and socks on for him.
- 1 minute to get out the door and lock it.
- 1 minute to open the van and strap Laurel into her car seat. I'm lucky here, she's fairly easy going about being strapped in.
- 3 minutes to continually encourage Ian to climb into his car seat, and then buckle him in.
- Add 5 more minutes for ???? Anything goes where children are concerned.
The morning is going well. Both kids have had their breakfasts. Laurel takes an early morning siesta while I get Ian ready. Teeth and hair brushed, diaper changed, fully clothed (socks and shoes included, although who knows for how long), Ian is set. Laurel wakes up, and I begin attending to her needs.
I nurse her, change her diaper (whew, only one needed so far, and I can keep wearing my outfit), get her dressed, and then excitedly pick her up to grab Ian and head out. I look at the clock, we're doing great. We walk out of her room and I happily chirp away to her, "Laurel, we're going to be..."